Chapter 6

Summer POV

Marcella and the girls were back. I didn’t want to play happy family. I ran to my infested basement and locked the door. I needed a cold shower, but when I came out dripping wet, the ache hadn’t gone. An ache there because of someone I shouldn’t give a damn about.

“Ugh,” I slapped my face.

How could he mark me? He practically told the shifter world that I was his, which I wasn’t. He must have marked me when he stuck his claws into my hand. In the shifter world, wolves had a way of telling which wolves were taken. It was effective on male wolves only. Most male wolves didn’t care, but Ezra’s an Alpha, and touching someone marked by an Alpha was a death sentence.

What did it mean to belong to a man like Ezra? A mature man with a stare that could freeze anyone. Blake was a young Alpha and Jacob was a young beta but each thought they were on top of the world.

Just thinking about them made me start hyperventilating. It’s over now, I repeate